Summon Qunhao

Chapter 63 [Xiao Suo One Knife]

The moment the blade meets the point of the gun.

Gu Yue'an felt a mountain-like pressure pressing on him. The pressure was continuously transmitted to his palms through the blade, and then compressed his muscles inch by inch through the palms, and the surging pressure in his body The internal force kept colliding, until the pressure of his heart beating and erupting like lava in the center of the earth, even gave him an illusion.

That is, he is not fighting the air-shaped spear in front of him, but is really fighting against the wind and rain.

Before encountering this gas-shaped gun, he always thought that his internal strength cultivation was already outstanding. Although it was only in the Qi Condensation period, he could fully exert the power of three thousand traces by virtue of the special nature of the Burning Body Art. Not to mention that almost no one among his peers can match his power of a sword, even the last time he faced Zhu Tang who was blessed by Zhu Gan and had a half-step master realm in Zhu's house, It wasn't completely downhill either.

This made him feel that this world is nothing more than this, as long as he moves forward steadily, nothing can stop him.

It wasn't until he encountered this air-shaped gun that he finally felt again what it meant to be one mountain and one mountain high, and what it meant to be the majesty of a master.

This world...is so big!

And just when Gu Yue'an's saber was in contact with the gas-shaped spear, an extremely crisp sword cry pierced the solitude of the rainy night, and then, in the high sky, a little purple light split After the rain curtain fell, it instantly turned into a mass of purple clouds like burning clouds, which came from the western sky in an instant, and fell straight towards the carriage.

With a sword coming from the west, the immortals fly from the sky!

It was Xie Yuliu who made the move, the moment Yang Yanluo made the move.

But the air-shaped gun in front of Gu Yue'an didn't mean to weaken at all. On the contrary, Gu Yue'an felt that the pressure on his hand was getting bigger and bigger. , under the pressure of the air-shaped gun, not to mention the condensed appearance of Zhu Qian, even a decent shape could not be outlined, and even, in the surrounding space together with the weight of the air-shaped gun Under the pressure, Gu Yue'an's lower body was already unstable. There were already depressions under his feet due to excessive force, and a few cracks appeared on the ground.

But he didn't retreat.

Absolutely, no refund.

Burning fire burns the zither, there is no way forward, there is death but no life, the knife moves, it is the sound of the zither, the first knife is the high note that will never return, if it retreats, the qin will destroy people, you can only advance, you can only die Surrounded by Qianraginghuo, break out of the encirclement!
"Drink!" Gu Yuean drank in a low voice, the internal energy of the whole body continuously poured into the mutton, passed through the door of the heart, with three times the force, the internal energy surged again, entered the mutton again, and shook the door of the heart again!

This is Gu Yuean's limit. His mouth and nose began to bleed, and the skin all over his body cracked again. Even when he was urging his internal force with selflessness, he subconsciously called out Fu Hongxue, Fu Hong Blood also drew his sword, but he didn't move forward in the same physical state as in the past, but turned into a phantom. The moment he drew the sword, his whole body overlapped with Gu Yue'an, his sword, Naturally, at that moment, they overlapped together.

The black blood knife is like the last bit of ink to draw a dragon with a brush. When the blood knife falls, the flying dragon ascends to the sky!
Burning fire and burning piano!

"Pfft—" Like an autumn rain hitting a paper umbrella, thousands of raindrops fell, and when this drop finally pierced through the umbrella surface.

Gu Yue'an dragged the phantom of the lonely desert eagle, all the way forward, starting from the tip of the air-shaped gun, and split the air-shaped gun along the middle of the gun like chopping wood.

At the same time, Xie Yuliu's sword also arrived on the other side, and the rich purple air instantly smashed the roof of the carriage into pieces, and the other structures of the carriage were also smashed into pieces. The unstoppable purple air coming from the west stopped, or in other words, was blocked.

By a finger.

In the shattered carriage with only one base left, a person covered his face with a bamboo hat, sitting cross-legged on the base, holding up a finger in a gesture of supremacy in heaven and earth, blocking Xie Yuliu's flying fairy a sword.

The purple qi beside Xie Yuliu dissipated, revealing his figure holding a sword. A man floating like a flying fairy floated behind him in the form of a phantom, just like Fu Hongxue floating in Gu Yue'an just now behind.

The autumn rain is like ink, pulling the whole night even further.

Gu Yue'an panted, and slowly dissipated the nearly explosive inner energy in his body. His heart began to resume its normal beating, but there was an exhaustion in his body that could not be dissipated after an instant violent explosion. This exhaustion It was only when Gu Yuean was still in the Houtian realm before. After he entered the Xiantian realm, he never felt that his internal energy could not return for a moment, which means that he just cut It's overloaded, it's a knife far beyond the limit he can use now.

It needs to be used with caution, but it is also enough to be used as a killer.

Taking another breath, Gu Yue'an said to Fu Modao behind him: "Thank you, Master."

Fu Hongxue didn't speak, but stood behind him like a shadow.

In fact, at the moment when he broke through the air-shaped gun with one knife, he felt the existence of Fu Modao. It was an extremely mysterious feeling. He tried his best to use all the available power The accumulation reached the limit, but there was nothing to do, and then the addition of Fu Modao turned the accumulation of quantity into a qualitative change.

It was an inexplicable feeling that was close to the light of the Lingtai. The system gave him the feedback:
"Congratulations to the host for triggering the combo skill with the knight [Fu Mo Dao], [Xiao Suo Yi Dao], this skill will be solidified."

"[Xiao Suo Yi Dao]: With the fire-like sword intent, join the loneliness of the desert, create a blade of extreme emotion and polarity, where the blade passes, the earth is desolate."

Looking at this sword, Gu Yue'an had mixed feelings. It should be because of his desperate efforts just now, coupled with the recent increase in friendship between Fu Modao and him, and the help of righteousness, he created this sword.

Sure enough, only in the face of extreme danger can one continue to become stronger.

Thinking of the pressure that seemed to have compressed the world into that shot, Gu Yue'an's blood suddenly boiled again. He was not afraid of danger or pressure. The difficulties and obstacles along the way had already made him He is completely used to this kind of life, and even in his bones, he is already pursuing such an extreme state, and he longs for this kind of life.

So, come on, Yang Yanluo, let me see what tricks you have.

He was about to step forward with the knife in his hand, but he found that under the fine rain curtain, there was a suit of white clothes, floating in the air, as if melting into the rain.

Gu Changan, she stabbed Yang Yanluo with a sword, her sword was like fog, rain, and wind.

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First more.

Originally, I wanted to make a big chapter, but I was a little bit stuck, so let's try to write it as long as possible in the second chapter.

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